Firey BBW redhead Amanda and country gent Will are managers at the vast Cider Orchard Estate in the heart of rural England. When the Squire instructs them to investigate press reports of group sex activities on his land they uncover a secret culture of swingers who enjoy anonymous risky encounters in the open air. The daring exhibitionists are led by an elusive, suave playboy known only as The Saint. His preferences for larger ladies and his fondness for spanking their plump bottoms lead to a curious mix of business and pleasure.
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"I love the way your arse is packed tightly in. Now let me see what happens when they are pulled down. Would you like to pull them down for me?"
Amanda liked his style. A real sophisticated gentleman who was both masterful yet polite. "Of course", she said as she ran her hands seductively along the outline of her hips, pausing at top of her pantyhose. She slid her hands down into them, over her knickers and gently edged the pantyhose down over the curves of her bottom.
"I love those blue panties, "he said, turning to Tracey. "How about I buy you a pair of those?"
Tracey didn't answer, but moved closer to inspect them. Amanda wasn't used to such female attention, but it didn't do anything to detract from the experience.
"My Dear, I don't know how much experience you have of this type of thing, but I'm going to start the initiation of your bum with some playful slaps over your panties".
Amanda gave an appreciative response and The Saint began with smack to her right cheek, then another to her left. "OK so far?" he enquired.
"I've done this before, you carry on".
"An expert! I like those. Are you granting me your permission to do as I wish?"
"Just so long as I get to experience what you have in your pants. It looks like you have a nice surprise in there, so it had better be for me later".
"Well I think knickers down is the order of the day then", he said as he began to gently ease Amanda's blue panties down slowly over her curvy bottom until it's soft pillowy flesh was exposed to the late afternoon air.
Amanda knew there would be a wet patch that darkened the crotch of her panties, but felt sure Tracey's knickers would have been in exactly the same state when she had teased The Saint with them earlier.
"Oh that is so lovely! So big, beautiful and ripe for spanking". The Saint ran his hand softly over Amanda's bottom, then after raising it a few inches, brought it down firmly on her. His second one was slightly harder but comfortable enough for her. He then began a series of spanks, alternating between each bum cheek.
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